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There was never a silent thought for Zitao, his head clouded with "Play this- no- not like that, you ignorant child! I said this way-"s and "E Minor, F Sharp, then whole note- why can't I do this right?"s. Suddenly, his thoughts were consumed by another- more frustrating thought.

Wu Yifan.